165 – Probation
I left the academy and headed to Modist, where Estelle was waiting.
“Welcome. Lily.”
Amber’s voice became much brighter than before, probably because she was with her older brother.
Before I could say hello to Amber, Estelle, wearing a black cat mask as usual, crossed her arms and glared at me.
“Why are you so late! Like this fat!!! What did you eat on the way back!”
“It came right away.”
I asked with a sigh.
“So what?”
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Not befitting my question, Estelle let out a deep sigh.
“Haa, Roel had an accident.”
“… ?”
I didn’t understand the words.
“Do you know what Roel was doing during vacation?”
That’s right, you must have had a fun summer vacation at the beach with the heroines. It was a time when the first group illustrations, including Ellie, appeared, so I remember it as a special day even without looking at the setting book.
But there must be something wrong with Estelle showing such an annoyed reaction. Did something happen on the beach?
She asked, feeling uneasy.
“Can I ask what kind of accident it was?”
“Roel touched her Order during her vacation.”
“Yes… ?”
I asked in a stupid voice. Her head couldn’t accept that simple statement.
“Confsion’s No. 8 Nerwa and 6 religious leaders died at the hands of Roel!”
A danger alarm went off in my head. She intuitively understood why. This was a huge variable that went against the original flow. A variable that can even change the ending if done wrong.
Among the things I have now, the strongest weapon is knowing the flow of the future. If you know the flow, you can throw a rock and change the flow in the direction you want. The beginning of a tragic story can be eliminated without anyone knowing, or it can be changed in a better direction.
It is only during the winter break that Roel and her church directly confront each other. Even Ner was a villain who died two years later at the hands of Roel.
It is impossible to predict how big of a variable it will be for someone who should have left two years later to leave earlier than planned.
Confsion already had 3 spots vacant. If Ner’s seat number 8 is vacated there, the leader might make Confsion a more powerful and unpredictable enemy.
The very existence of the country has already created a huge variable. The incidents caused by expendable extras who should have left the academy for half a year at the academy could have turned into a huge typhoon and changed the ending I already knew.
But I can’t help it. Because that expendable extra was me.
I know that if I run away without doing anything, I can safely see the end. But now I can’t run away You cannot avoid seeing your loved one or your favorite friend disappearing in a storm.
I have to control variables as much as possible and change the flow of the future the way I want. I sincerely hope that the end point of all these stories will be a new happy ending.
Coming back to the main topic, I thought about why Roel fought with the church during vacation.
I feel like I can somehow understand it without hearing it directly from Roel.
The starting point would be the lie that the church is aiming for my neck. In a way, it was natural for Roel to be interested in the pseudo-group that threatened his brother’s life.
If it was Roel’s personality, he would have wanted to confirm whether he was a threat to her brother.
“The atmosphere in the church is unusual. Everyone is interested in the fact that a member of Confsion was finally killed by a student.”
It’s a variable that started with my lie. If so, I can’t even blame Roel. It’s also ridiculous to forcefully blame her pure heart for thinking of her younger brother. Of course, I have to deal with the variables.
I kept my composure and thought of what happened after Ner’s death.
The headmaster will be interested in Roel. I will test Roel’s power using the Vice-Chief, and I will try to appease him.
For now, that’s enough for peace of mind. Enough to recover. It’s a matter that needs only to be diverted to the attention of the religious leaders.
I asked for confirmation.
“Are there any other movements in the church?”
“Our clan is telling us that the church is busy with Daesoorim work, so fortunately there is not much movement yet. It’s to the extent that a part of Confsion shows interest in Roel. However, if you provoke the church beyond this, the leader might gather Confsion and try to kill Roel.”
Fortunately, as expected, there was still a level of interest. After putting on a slightly relieved expression, Estelle burst into anger.
“You fat man!!! Is it time to put on a calm expression? If the headmaster orders me to kill Roel, I have no choice but to obey!”
“I know. Do not worry. I will take good care of it.”
The problem is how to divert the headmaster’s attention to something else.
“Haa, anyway, convince Roel not to approach the church any more. Don’t set me on fire when I’m busy, okay?”
I nodded at Estelle’s stern warning, and weakly motioned for me to leave. As she stood up from her seat, Estelle clapped her hands as if she had suddenly remembered.
“Oh, and there will be a Modeist meeting soon. Since you also have the name lily, try participating.”
Suddenly, something I’ve been curious about for a while came to mind. It wasn’t particularly important, so I thought I’d ask every time and forgot about it. I remembered, so I asked before I forgot again.
“Then why is it a lily among many names?”
A lily is a very symbolic flower. There was no way he gave the name Lily without any meaning-
“Oh, there was a lily in front of my eyes.”
“If that is the reason, please change it.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she answered right away.
Looking at her with a pitiful look, Estelle confidently crossed her arms.
“There are other reasons, of course.”
“What is it?”
“….”
“You’re not thinking right now, are you?”
Looking at her suspiciously, Estelle bangs her table! I got up from my seat while hitting it.
“What are you talking about! You are like a suspicious pig!”
As I stared blankly at her without answering, Estelle, scratching her forehead as if she had forgotten to put on a mask, answered belatedly.
“… Isn’t the lily a flower associated with death? That’s it.”
“What is that? I can’t explain enough.”
“You idiot! Can’t you just look at it? The coolness of casually tossing a lily to a fallen opponent… !!!”
I wanted to ask if puberty came belatedly, but I held back because I thought I would be criticized if I did.
But Estelle’s words sparked a thought in my head.
‘Lily’ and ‘Kyoju’.
Mixing these keywords might find a way to get the headmaster’s attention.
“… Didn’t the principal say he was interested in me?”
“Huh? It did. Why? It’s a goldfish, so your memory is fuzzy?”
If only Amber wasn’t around, she would have somehow pulled off her mask and scolded her until she cried sorry. I put it off until later and sorted out the thoughts that came to my mind.
“The reason I am interested is….”
“Because of your spatial magic.”
This might work out better. It was something that was in my plan anyway. If that’s the case, it’s enough to modify the plan to suit the situation.
As I stroked my chin and organized my thoughts, Estelle waited quietly to see if she was as aware as the others.
I asked in a cautious voice.
“What would happen if the church ordered the disclosure of information about Modest’s guests?”
“No need to worry about that. The headmaster promised that modists are an independent group of clans. Clan restrictions don’t work here either.”
Thank you to the past me for making a convenient setting.
“So, even if Modest’s guests are enemies of the Church, it’s difficult to figure out their identities, right?”
“Yes! So I told you not to worry before. You narrow-minded bastard!”
I shrugged with a smirk. Estelle’s fists trembled, perhaps intoxicated by her appearance. Before her fists flew, she opened her mouth.
“I need Estelle’s help.”
“You greedy fat… huh? What, what?”
Estelle, who didn’t listen to me and tried to get angry, tilted her head cutely.
“With Estelle’s help, I can divert attention from Roel and me.”
Is it my imagination that Estelle’s shoulders look taller than usual? No, it’s not an illusion. Estelle put a hand to one of her ears as if she couldn’t hear well with her spirited appearance, she said.
“Huh~? The pig’s speech is so small that I can’t hear it well~? What did you say~?”
Is this what it means to be mean? But I’m not particularly annoyed or angry.
It’s not that I’m seriously swearing, it felt cute because the intention was so obvious.
What’s more, a pig or a fat man. I would like to unify the names into one.
I told Estelle what she wanted.
“I really need the help of Estelle, who is the guild leader of Modist and my co-fate.”
Estelle held out her breasts proudly. Contrary to her small breasts, she was incredibly confident.
“hehehe, good. If you beg that much, there’s nothing I won’t listen to~ What kind of help do you need?”
“Do you do any acting?”
Estelle tilted her head at my sudden remark. Because of the cat mask, it looked very suitable.